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I live with the choices I’ve made everyday. Sometimes I lose sleep at night. Sometimes I know I made the wrong decision because I went against my gut.
I let my self down, but I kept my guard up. It doesn’t hurt that bad, but yes it does hurt. I wish I would’ve listened to myself. You just aren’t who I wanted you to be.
I am fifteen. My town is hardly big enough to be considered a town.
I have plenty of friends, but I trust as few to fit on one hand.
I read, take pictures, text, and hangout. I'm trying to do this whole " be a teenager" thing right.
I write a lot and I write often.
I'm confident in who I am, you should be too.
I'm all for self expression, and I wish I could get what I feel into words, but often I can't.
Inspire me often.
Inspire me with greatness.
Anyone is welcome.
I have plenty of friends, but I trust as few to fit on one hand.
I read, take pictures, text, and hangout. I'm trying to do this whole " be a teenager" thing right.
I write a lot and I write often.
I'm confident in who I am, you should be too.
I'm all for self expression, and I wish I could get what I feel into words, but often I can't.
Inspire me often.
Inspire me with greatness.
Anyone is welcome.
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